By Meredith Flynn
I’m in New Orleans this week for my ninth Southern Baptist Convention. From Dallas at age 16 to this convention, my second in New Orleans, at age 30, you might say I’ve grown up here. And while there are arguably (well, let’s be honest, inarguably) “cooler” things to do in the summer, I’ve loved them all. Mostly because this is my family (literally – because my whole family still comes, and figuratively – because Southern Baptists form their own kind of family).
There is one very new component to my convention experience this year: I’ve brought along a newcomer! My husband of eight months, Chris, is at his very first SBC after only a few years of attending a Southern Baptist church. Every day this week, check here for a brief (hopefully fun) report of the convention through his eyes (told by me, but usually with him sitting next to me). And be sure to read the July 2 edition of the Illinois Baptist for more of his New Orleans adventures.
For now, check out these pictures from our first day:

Breakfast at Cafe Du Monde, famous for strong coffee and beignets
(fancy donuts with powdered sugar).

New Orleans architecture on display in the French Quarter.

Chris ate his first Disaster Relief meal (thankfully, not in the midst of
an actual disaster). Texas DR volunteers prepared delicious jambalaya
for a block party hosted by Oak Park Baptist Church on Saturday.




